~Eliana~

I woke up, all curled up in the middle of the bed I had last slept in when I was fourteen, with a pillow in my arms, which was strange. Before sleeping off the previous night, I had been entwined in Alistair’s arms, and I had slept off while looking at his face, with him patting my hair lightly.

Yawning sleepily, I climbed out of the sheets, and looking around, I saw that he was nowhere to be seen in the bedroom, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I felt really tired and weak, and all around my thighs ached, as Alistair had been lying in...